The Revenge of a Bad Girl
If We Are Happy

"Why do I have to walk, Ai?" Iraz commented as they walked towards the concert downtown. Aine did force to walk, because she thought she could walk that far.

"Wild healthy, Raz. We use too many vehicles. Sometimes you can walk like this. Counting on the pollution, hehehe," the girl replied with a faint smile on the tip of her lips. Honestly, he was tired too. The road to take is still long. But it was highly unlikely if he complained, considering this walk was his proposal.

"Foolah. If you say that, I'm okay. Let the road that I must travel another million kilometers, I will be steadfast. It has to be, right?"

"Of course, Raz." replied Aine smiling regretfully.

***

After the concert, they plan to go home. Intentions want to eat in warteg, what power the door is closed. Be them back on an empty stomach.

"I'm not strong!" Aine stopped, sitting her body on the side of the road.

"Well?" Iraz has stopped. Sitting next to Aine.

"What time is it, Raz?" ask Aine ngos-ngosan.

The man did not answer. He opened the hape first.

"Hour 21.09, Ai."

"Wooh! That means we'll be until 22:00. It's grim! Though I was no longer strong," Aine chose to be honest rather than force herself.

"You're a wayward!" namel Iraz smiled.

"I don't think it's gonna be this bad, Raz ... It turns out...."

"Why? Can't walk anymore?"

Aine shakes. "Wait for a taxi, Raz! I can't walk anymore." She's a shameless girl.

"No taxi will take you home. Yuk, let's go!" bring Iraz.

"But I can't take it anymore, Raz..."

"Yes, here, up my back..." Iraz crouched down, offering his shoulder to Aine.

"No, Raz..."

"It's okay, come on, come on up.." bargain once more.

Unable to refuse the invitation, Aine finally ventured up onto Iraz's back.

"Curtain, you are so light! How many kilos?"

"Fourty-five, Raz." answered Aine near Iraz's ear.

"Wahhhh, so skinny. Reduce the sport yes, Ai.mentar you stay so haunted frame, hehehe,"

"Seep, Raz.wkwkwkw,"

After half an hour of Iraz struggling down the street with a load on his shoulders, he began to speak so that Aine would not fall asleep. He chatted randomly at the spoiled girl who perched on his back.

"Raz, you're so nice. You don't want to be my girlfriend?" Aine even laughed at the atmosphere.

"No!" reply brief.

It seemed that Aine was a little disappointed in the man. "Why?"

"You be the husband I want. But if I'm a girlfriend I don't want to be!! The responsibility!" reply Iraz smile.

"Aaaaa, so sweet," Aine smiled at Iraz's back. He hugged Iraz's neck so he could lean back comfortably. Until because of his comfort, he fell asleep in the man's arms.

After walking quite a distance, Iraz finally got to the side in front of the house. He was quite tired this time. But despite being tired, she felt happy to be with Aine all day.

He went into Aine's room. Put the beautiful girl to bed carefully. Open the girl's shoes before covering her up to cover her shoulders.

"A good sleep, Ai.." she rubbed the girl's head, kissed her forehead once. The one being kissed did not move at all. Seems to have fallen asleep. "Good night, my beauty." turned off Aine's room light, closed the door and went to her room.

***

In the morning Aine was surprised to find her body lying on the bed. Most panicked again he realized that the morning sun had slipped from the window fentilation. What silence did he sleep to be able to spend a long night without struggling?

Aine pensively for a moment. "Why am I asleep!" frangipani. "Ih, stupid! You idiot!"

He said it was not because he was afraid of being the same as Iraz, but felt a real pity with the two of them being missed just like that. He should be able to talk a lot if only his eyes were not closed. Ah, but the bottom of his fate is shit!

Sure enough, the man had already left by leaving a strand of letters for her.

Ai, I'm paying for work. Jang forgot:

eat

-Mandi

- Breathe

smiley

And most importantly, don't forget

-**THOUGHT I**:)

sorry to say, just reminding.

Aine smiled reading the paper left on the living room table.

"Gaje!" says slowly. "Lack of work!"

After saying that, he went into the bathroom. Cleansed body. He intended to deliver his registration letter to the counter. I bought some other materials that he needed.

Aine looked at her reflection in front of the mirror. It was beautiful and neat despite wearing only casual clothes. Simple but elegant.

He put the race requirements into one blue map. Checking back the status of the completeness while matching with the row of requirements written on the leaflet he placed on the living room table. Complete. Just need to get him downtown.

"Morning, Ain," someone greeted Aine when she was just out of the house.

The girl was surprised to see who greeted her. "Alvan?"

"Suprise!"

"Why did you come here?" even reply ketus.

"Your nengokin!"

"Udah, right? So go!" ketus Aine's.

"I'm not that bad, anyway?"

"Not much of a bacot! You said just nengokin doang right? So go without further ado!" looking at the man flat. Almost without expression.

"Where are you going? How do you bring the map?" Alvan instead switched the conversation by staring at the cardboard map in Aine's hand.

"Not uranmu!"

"Beautiful is fierce!"

"Udah! Lazy to give you! Mending me go!" the girl left Alvan looking cute.

"Eh, Ain.." unfortunately Alvan managed to pull the girl's hand.

"What else!" Aine pulled her hands cynically.

"Want you to take me?"

"No, I have legs to walk on!"

"Eh, but..."

"Go! Melanie must have been waiting for you!" said Aine leisurely as she walked towards the main road leaving Alvan. For a moment he muttered softly without being able to be heard by Alvan. "Where did that shucks know Iraz's home address? So annoying!"

***

"Full-filled form, full sketch-shaped theme of the work, copy of ID card. Bla..bla... Complete," said Aine.

When arriving in front of the counter, Aine submitted all the requirements of the race to the registration committee.

The committee checked them one by one. Then the man wrote Aine's full name in a special book.

"You are participant number 153. Please deliver the results of his work no later than 12 days. The winner will be announced a week after the work has been collected. If you are selected as the winner, your work will be exhibited in the Unkamsa Gallery and in several other famous places. You will also get special guidance to have the opportunity to become a famous painter. Any question?" the man explained.

Aine shakes. He took the paper given by the man containing the participants' sequence numbers and hurriedly stepped away. It would have been the start of his career had he won.

"Hopefully succeed!"